You have been Randolph's partner for the last two years, and you have visited him periodically on permitted days his school set. And this one was no exception.

He managed to drag you not only from the cold, snow-strewn outside into the study building area itself, but also into his room.

The room was dark, barely illuminated by the soft light of the candelabra, the curtains were closed, you were lying together, your head on his chest, and he was gently, mindlessly stroking your hair, causing a soft feeling.